Daffodils greeting the sun It is time for me to wander on Spirit light, walking with ease Carried by the desert breeze
Desert rescue A tough cowboy came to my aid The way of cowboys Very few words are said A true horse whisperer With a quiet language of the few A tender heart That of morning dew (don’t tell him I said that) He brought me to a good hospital
Quiet solitude Boundless existence A timeless interlude Whispers of the moon The roar of stillness Deserts unnameable tune The return of a soul At home in the unknown Burning stories of old Walking through infinity The mystery deepens Life’s virginity ~ To you, Hanan. For your world of dreaming
Once a sea Now a timeless place For us to see To sit on the crest To simply be
Desert tree Life’s simplicity It doesn’t ask; “Who am I?” “Why am I here?” It is simply there ~
Desert dome Although foreign to me In these desert landscapes I am mysteriously at home ~
Originally posted on Author, C A Middleton:
Photo credit:http://htfisker.com another fantastic picture to sit alongside my humble words! Don’t forget to check out Hanne’s blog… A Sonnet for the Twilight World. By CpSingleton © 2014 Into the twilight world we go, we go. Our eyes are wide with awe. Following…
Little do I know I am soon no more to roam Change is at hand So very close To where I stand An emerald land where myths are alive Where even a wandering soul Can live and thrive Little do I know I am to call it home Or perhaps,
Dedicated to this blue marble we call Earth. Not just today. Every day. ~
Hanne T. Fisker Photography Art 